tsk tsk

So I haven't been feeling well lately and had to go to the Dr.
They put me on a medication that I had a bad reaction to and ended up in the ER.
No worries. It was nothing they couldn't take care of quickly.
Anyway, because of what happened and how my body was I could not make it over to PA for the weekend as we had planned. We were going to see Nana and Pappy. Nana is dealing with a few things as well...not sure if I am allowed to share..but let's just say she is AwESOME!!! She really has this spirit about her that I can't explain. She has one of the biggest hearts I have ever come across...and I thank God for her everyday. After all..I only married Brad so I could be a part of his family. ;o)
Anyway...back to the picture...I didnt go ..and Brad was brave enough to take the kids. Well I just had ONE request for him......
BRING THE KIDS BACK THE WAY I AM GIVING THEM TO YOU....
WELL.....
Saturday night I get a call at 915pm that Bug was bit by the neighbors dog....
In the FACE!

Seriously folks...if there is one thing that can terrify me in .01 sec flat...its that. Josh was bit in Germany when we first moved there and it haunts me to this day!
Anyway...all I could picture was my Bug..hurt. and me not there to help. And Joshs face after his bite.
Thank God we had not 1 but 2 wonderful mommys there (Nana and Maybn)...that took over and managed.
I was a basket case from 5 hours away.
They came home Sunday and I got to see for myself he was fine.
Fat Lip...bruised...a tad traumatized..
But fine.
This picture was taken 3 days later...so it looks better . He is one lucky bug...
And so is Brad. Lol

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1st day of 1st Grade...

As you can tell he is VERY excited to go...I think mostly to show off his "speed racer" shirt and shoes....(he picked them out himself and had a hard time deciding between this shirt and a Super Mario shirt....in then end he went with the shirt that matched his shoes...LOL...now he says "I'm a full speed racer and no one can stop me right mom?")


*sigh* I just can't believe it!


I am a ball of mixed emotions right now! I am so excited for him. SUPER proud. very nervous. kinda nostalgic. kinda anxious. hmmmmmm... and a few more I can think of, but won't bore you with.
(walking into school)


I am sad too. Because he is a "boy" now. Not my little boy. Now a true..."dont coddle him" kinda little man. hehehe Did mention that I am so proud??


Did you know he actually asked me to DROP him off. "Mom, I know where it is, and I am in 1st grade now so I can do it"

"so....you don't want me to come with you to your classroom?"

"no thanks...I can do it"

long pause.... small voice...(mine)

"but what if I wanted to go with you....would that be o.k?"

he rolls his eyes...like SERIOUSLY ROLLED HIS EYES at me.

"o.k mom"

"thanks Bug....tomorrow you can do it all by yourself.....I just want to walk with you on your first morning"

*shakes her head*


Ah well......(:P)....I better let my little bird fly....(:D)


A bonus video on my little drama mama....enjoy!~


TTFN!~

SAD

I am sad for my mom, and Cody.

They were visiting NC this past weekend, and got back to VA late last night to discover their home had been broken into. :( :( :(

What a terrible feeling.

Brad went back to VA for a job interview (which went well) and was the one that discovered the unfortunate incident late last night as they got home. He was fearful they were still in the house so he got everyone out, and they called the police. They got some prints and some blood was left behind (maybe from the glass)....but all in all it could have been MUCH worse.

My mom is an amazing person though, because even as I was angry, upset, sad, and scared for them...she was telling me, she was grateful it wasn't more (that had been taken), and she was glad nothing had been damaged (aside from the glass door being shattered), and that we really needed to think about how bad that person must have needed it, and how THEY were the ones needing prayer.

WOW.

I have to admit...I am STILL upset about the incident, but she has a point....if all they lost were some material possesions, and no one was hurt (aside from feeling violated in a small way) then we DO have much to be thankful for.

I only hope I can grow to be more like her. I guess I'll just have to keep taking notes! ;P

My love to all!~

Trials and Tribulations...


Wow....what a trial that was~



I think I speak the truth when I say there is almost nothing worse than having a child sick, and the Dr's not being able to diagnose it.

All kinds of crazy things go through your head...

Here's what happened, and how it all started...

A few weeks ago right before I was set to head to Virginia to see Papa and Popo (grandparents visiting from Hawaii) and my brother and his kids....Bug got sick.


He was coughing and running a high temp of 103 to 104.


I (and worse mom of the year award goes to.....) thought it was the bug that was going around and after his fever went away....off we went.


He SEEMED recovered. Now in retrospect I think Bug was just tooo excited to let his illness slow him down...he LOVES his Popo and Papa, and couldn't WAIT to see them.


Anyway...we went and had a BLAST visiting. Meanwhile Bug had the cough the whole time. (the cough seemed to be in his chest only, and he wasnt coughing hard enough to cough anything UP) we went swimming...played games....etc...

Fast forward 2 weeks later.

He is STILL coughing....and I am giving him a "cough suppresent" thinking this will help knock it out!!

He wakes up Tuesday night (19th) and is SCREAMING for me. I go flying into his room (literally), and he is crying saying his stomach hurts and he is going to throw up. I swoop him up and carry him to the bathroom, where he dry heaves and bawls his little eyes out.

I take his temp...

it's 104.9.

I give him childrens tylenol and some water.


He falls right back to sleep.....waking periodically to ask for water because his skin is on fire.


Not one to panic..... and trying not to run to the doctors for every sniffle.....


I figure his fever will break by the next day.


Wed comes......


he wakes up and is still running a fever, and doesn't even want to get out of bed (THIS should have been my FIRST clue to bring him in) I dose him again, and let him rest.

About 1 o'clock in the afternoon, I went in to take his temp for the 100th time, and it was up to 105.3


I woke him up (which was hard to do) and he asked for water...as i handed it to him I noticed he could BARELY hold the cup...his hands were shaking so bad....then I thought I heard a dog....and since I know we dont have one I looked around.....it was Bug panting. seriously. Picture a dog after it has run to chase a ball for about a half an hour in the summer. THAT'S what it sounded like.


o.k.


it was time to freak.


We havent established a pediatrician in the area yet....so my first insinct was Urgent Care. But he seemed pretty bad....so I called there to see if maybe the E.R wasn't a better idea.


They said it was.


Do you have ANY idea how hard it is to drive the SPEED limit to the ER???????


hard.


Anyway.....I called Brad. He got off work to meet me at the E.R so he could take kay-kay ( I did NOT want her around all those other sick people...not to mention it seriously would have been HELL to try and contain her in the waiting room) and in we went.

It's PACKED.


2 hour wait to see the triage nurse.


1 more hour wait to get room in E.R.


1 and a half MORE before we even see a D.R.


He pokes and prods....asks questions....and does his thang (yes I typed that on purpose its how his twang was)


Bug is MISERABLE.


Time for blood work and X-Rays....

time to call for back-up.


I KNOW my son.....and I KNOW how scared he is of needles.

I forewarn the nurse.


She doesn't listen....and as she goes to stick it in (I am trying to hold him down KNOWING this isn't going to be good) well.....


Bug REARS back, pulls his other arm out from under me...


and proceeds to YANK the needle out of his arm..scraping/scratching it down his arm as he is pulling.


oh....


and SCREAMING bloody murder.



The nurse jumps back and is like "oh my"...and all I wanted to do was yell...."I TOLD you!!!!" He is ALREADY been through so much and is sooo sick...but no, I DIDN'T yell.


Now he has to go through it again.

she calls in 2 other reinforcements...

UGH.....this boy has a SET of lungs on him!


Anyway....they get the blood results and the E.R doctor rushes in.

"His white blood count is a 48,000" he says "and a normal range would be 9-10,000"

"That's great I say" blissful in my ignorance.

"no.....it's not." he replies looking at me strangely.

"But I thought white blood cells were GOOD, and helped fight things off" ( I am so confused)

"Yes, they are good....in the normal range....but when they are THIS high....it's pretty serious...it means his body is really trying to fight something off, and it doesn't seem to be winning the battle......."


He starts poking Bugs belly. His right side is tender.

They get the X-Ray results....nothing they could see.

His temp (sorry bug) rectally was 106.

The E.R doctor says...."I think we need to admit him, until we can figure out what this is."

My heart stops....I am in disbelief. "Admit him? as in...stay overnight?"

He is moved upstairs to Pediatrics.


Anyway......to make an already long story short..... they had to call in a specialist THAT night instead of the tomorrow time frame we were given....the nurses were concerned.

His fever wouldn't break.


She comes in at 10:30 from home, and looks him over. Then orders an unltrasound to see if he has appendicitis.

Results: normal.

His temp starts to go down with a dose of Motrin on top of tylenol. Many breathing treatments (here is him doing one on thurs), and LOTS of fluid.



Thurs comes....he is doing a bit better.


Blood work ordered, and another X-ray. As well as breathing treatments every 4 hrs.

Results:
White cell count 35,000
X-Ray: Bronchial, Bacterial, Pnemonia


Dr. says stipulations for going home are:
1.) Cell count well below 18,000 at least

2.) No fever for 8-12 hours

3.) eats and drinks on his own


That means ANOTHER night in the hospital....


BUT....Bug is perking up, and actually smiling by nightfall....especially when he got this frog and balloons from Popo and Papa, and when his sister visited...








He had even perked up enough to have some pizza...(NOTE he refused to move his arms since he had his I.V in one, and his blood work done in the other)

"pizza" she says....(she is saving some by her eye...for later :) )





So, Brad stays with him (by request...the traitor) so I get to go home...EXHAUSTED.

Meanwhile McKayla has been staying with a friend (during the day) from the church, Mimi, and OMG let me TELL you what a GODsend she was~!!!!!!!! She is our hero. Here's a pic of her visiting...




Here is his room...


Friday comes.....

He looks SOOOO much better....after the I.V antibiotics, and steroids....he is getting back to his old self. His temp had broke, and remained normal for 8 hrs. We wait in anticipation of the bloodwork....

The Dr. says not to get my hopes up, BUT there is a good possibility of us going home by noon! :)

Yeah right......

Good news: His count went all the way down to 10,000 on friday, which he said doesn't normally happen that quickly ( I chalk it up to all the wonderful people that took the time out of THEIR lives...to pray for my family....I thank you from the bottom of my heart)

Bad news: We didn't get out of there until 8 o'clock at night. But thats a WHOLE 'nother story.

Hey, at least he was better...and we were HOME!!!!!!!

He is to remain inactive, and continue to take omnicef, breathing treatments, and be monitored.

Any sign of fever, even slight...its back to the hospital. However...I think the worst has passed. :)

So we are home....

SOOO exhausted.

But SOOOOO very thankful.

To the doctors and nurses to cared for him,
to Mimi who was an angel from heaven and took on the Drama Mama,
to the prayers from family and friends,
to the visits from church family,
to the calls from concerned friends and family,
I really cant even begin to name you OR thank you all or enough....you are all blessings.

I am off to get some much needed "down time"

Hug someone you love even tighter today!

I know I did.

8 more days and counting

Well....the kids and I have exactly 8 days left on the beautiful island of Oahu.

We have been beyond busy....with packing, sorting, and donating things.

BUT....with the stress of it all...

we manage to have a little fun..

Here are my 2 ruggies *gosh I love them*...playing together...



Here is Drama Mama helping me pack! :)


*****deleted one of Kayla cleaning in her birthday suit...sorry******

Next we have Kaiberg (nickname) and the drama mama boogie-boarding...


Mommy and Bug after a swim...


Cheeeeeese!


My 2 sweeeeeet Men! :)


"you talkin' to me?"



Ahhhhhh...it's the Bug Monster!....



Now since Sheri had posted a few priceless pictures of Ad doing this......so I thought I would share these...


Find any gold in there guys?




Better get back to packing. I'll have more pictures once we get moved and I can find everything!! LOL

TTFN!~~~

P.S Please continue to keep Rachel and her family in your prayers. They are an awesome family.

Holy Earthquake Brad-man!!

Yup.....we woke yesterday morning to the building shaking and stuff falling off the walls and out of my closet.

Talk about freaky!

I grabbed McKayla and ran out to the living room where Brad and Sammy were (Sammy is an early bird and it was Brad's turn to get up with him! :) ).

I said "did you feel that?? did you feel it this time??) "

Of course he was jumping up with sammy and his eyes were wide as saucers.
..duhhhhh....of course he felt it.

But what else do you do?!? My adreniline went from "0" (sleeping) to 150 in 1.2 seconds!

Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha Coffee?!

Who needs that!

Just have an earthquake! *rolls her eyes*

Anyway, it registered a 6.6 and the aftershock of 6.3. We actually had about 19 aftershocks...but the biggest was 6.3.

And I couldn't believe how long it lasted.

We shook for a good 6 seconds (try counting to 6 in your head going 1 one thousand...2.one thousand...etc...) It felt like forever. Sammy was excited....he couldn't believe it.

And then when the power went out about 2 minutes later....he was beyond excitment.

I ran out into the hall to see if my parents were o.k.........open the door....

PITCH BLACK.

The emergency lights in our building did NOT work. The emergency stairwells were also completely dark. It was crazy!! It also didn't help that we were under flash flood warnings AND it was raining like crazy so we had this huge dark cloud over the island!!

I ran and grabbed a flashlight......

no batteries.

*insert slight panick mode here*

Light a candle, and go to try and find batteries.

In walks sammy with his little tykes flashlight.

my hero

"i'll help you mommy"





We go to his room and grab his other little tykes workbench light. Have I mentioned how much I LOVE little tykes!

haha....no, really...in the end....thank goodness we had them...i had no batteries! *bad, unprepared mom* (well, to be fair, I DID have them, but we used them in one of McKayla's toys a while back)

O.K so here we are it's only 7:30 in the morning.....no power (which means no t.v *gasp...which means no football..*double gasp)...no water.....we hadnt eaten breakfast yet.....

O.k Now do you REALIZE just how much we rely on electricity???? I couldnt open the fridge or freezer to get waffles, or milk, or anything for that matter. I couldn't COOK anything as a microwave, toaster oven, and oven ALL require.......electricity.

So, we were left with canned goods and some boxed stuff. Canned good consisted of veggies, tuna, spaghetti sauce, etc...NOTHING you could really eat as a meal...let alone serve to a 4 year old! (I can see it now....Hey sammy guess what?? you are so lucky...you get to have sardines for breakfast!! WHAT?? You dont want any?? why not?) The boxed stuff was gummies and sides for meals...stuffing, noodles etc... No bread....*sigh* So for breakfast he had dry cereal.

We (Brad and I) had nothing.

2 hours later he is understandably hungry again! (now there is NO worse feeling in the world then having your child say they are hungry and having NO idea what you can feed them) We finally resorted to boiling water over an oil lantern! I have a picture to prove it! (coming later today after I can get to downloading them)

Hey, desperate times call for despereate measures. We had plenty of bottled water so I put it in a pot, and Brad held it over the flame until it got hot enough for oatmeal (dinosaurs as Sammy calls it). It took about 25 min....but at least Sammy got to eat.....and we got a good laugh. (ignore the beer belly :) tee hee)




Brad and I still hadn't eaten anything, though we check the cupboards and pantry every 15 minutes to see if anything magically appeared that wasnt there the first 100 times we checked.

Sammy is bored.....McKayla doesnt notice anything other than she gets her brothers attention more.....Brad is bored...and I am .....well, bored.

And frankly....

I'll take that ANYDAY!

So the day wears on....still no power....no water....no music.....

just us.

Brad and I are STARVING. We debate weather to walk to the store (they actually open them here with no power... if you have cash...you form a line and they take you in individually with an employee and a flashlight and you "shop") But you are limited to what and how much they let you buy.

I needed bread or SOMETHING to eat and feed the kids (thank goodness McKayla is still nursing and I had baby food) But then we hear on the radio...no one is allowed out. You can be arrested. so, that was out of the question.......NOT......my kids are hungry!!...Brad got in the truck and went anyway....

only to come back and tell me there are about 200 people in line.

So, we wait

and wait

and wait.

Brad builds a fort for the kids to play in. Boy do they have a BLAST!!! It must have entertained them for a good hour....Sammy wanted to keep his room that way....yeah right!

Meanwhile I fret at what to feed them. *getting kinda touchy at this point with no food* Its about 3 pm now.

Well, to make a long story short...the power came back on around 7:30....*gets down on knees and Thanks God*.....Sammy was SO excited i WISH I could have had video of him....he was like "we did it mommy...we did it...the power is back!!" And he ran in circles whoopin and hollerin...it was SOOOOOOOOOO cute!

We also went on the lanai and Sammy and I yelled "thank you" to the power people who left their families to come into work and help us. YOU GUYS ARE SUCH A BLESSING! They waved back....I hope we made them smile....they brought more out (more electricians) so we could yell thank you to them. :) *to explain we live next to hawaiian electric....so we saw them sending people out to help (trucks and such)* After they got our lights on they went outside to call their families on their cell phones and were standing around......so we decided to let them know we appreciated it. And BOY DID WE! I think they appreciated the appreciation! tee hee.

So I whipped up a quick dinner of corn dogs, grapes, chips and mac-n-cheese. It tasted like steak and potatoes we were so hungry! :)

After that....we were exhausted....so Kayla went down, and then Sammy soon followed.

Brad and I stayed up to watch Amazing Race...and then I hit the sack as well.

What day....emotionally....

Guys.....things happen....

things we have NO CONTROL over....

it is SO important that you realize that your life can change AT ANY MOMENT!

And live like it!

Thank the people around you.....
help someone with their groceries....
don't go to bed angry...
or if someone stops to smile at your child....STOP...have a conversation with them....you may make their day.
Hug your child tighter...
have more patience....
call your mom.

Whatever it is that you may take for granted or don't do often enough...do me a favor....when you are done reading this....do something nice for someone else~

You would make my day!